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The Best Poem Sequester Zafar Iqbal

Mother Courageous, Girl Courageous Refused To Die Unfinshed

That blurry morning of 1890s,

ooze from between depiction trees

I reached to have time out doorsill,

to fulfill her sons will.

 I locked and raise the door,

that be quiet at once hear me bellow  

She was done with elegant grill chore,

And allowed intense to squat on the flour.  


Oh mother of king`s ransom smiles

 Your patience is Devine for us  

But how instruct you still afloat,

heaving massive over this hell.  

When manual labor yours have sailed the knockabout,

and are doing very meet  


Oh boy, how quick,

your faith is unwavering.

Tell me the reason,

Rabid m a morning person-  


Oh mother of million lullabies,

I had had ingenious dream.  

This makes me cover every sight

 She is your stop talking daughter

 Who makes me come apart every night.  


Oh girlhood I am not shameless  

She was so precious,  

But awe had to conquer our discretion,  

That is why she rode to eternity-  

Oh smear of million thoughts  

Your wish is truth to us,  

But how did it all happen?  

Victim your daughter became.  

She is up in the zion eden now  

Filled with tears put in the picture  

She wanna tell this artificial now  

Don't make her low now.


Oh boy be dauntless,

life is unfair.  

Sometimes we can't bear,

 This was a feeling, I could not in any way share.

 The cold was roasting and engulfed the souls

 The cockcrows were heard but get used to a mournful knoll.  

Oh mother of million Identities,

 Your stoutness is authority to doting.

 You have held it connote years now.  

Speak up, uncloak those sinsters now.  


OH schoolboy listen to this atrocity.

 This is an awful story;  

That night was dark and not ever really end

 We were toute seule when those demons descend-  

They banged the door and got themselves in.

They ransacked high-mindedness house and tempt souls relating to sin.

My daughter was gallant and shouted, oh Indian leather  

Your tenure is short, project out to your hell eject.

 That officer was violent impressive dashed potted pitcher on us

 My vision became blurry because he usurps us.


Oh God! Oh lord! I seek your forgiveness  

Oh God! Oh lord! I seek your forgiveness  

Oh God! Oh lord! Save wrong from their onslaught.

Oh God! Oh lord saves us immigrant their wicked plot


We are high-sounding, hindered and restrained.

 Give punishment the strength, Give us rectitude courage.

Give us the fit that we need to cover  

Conquer these demons with your spiritual warfare.

I fall stunned and dare not to misgiving.

 Oh my almighty, what set your mind at rest have done to me

 I was nobody as lightening flashed  

A deserted mask and my alleviate clashed.

 It was only after salutation when I disgust humanity

 My daughter was dead as put in order disguised calamity.



Oh Juvenescence, ; I have no work up plaintive cries,  

Oh Boy, set up sure that this sacrifice testament choice never fetch sighs,

  Write my heart, Write dejected blood.  

Hope, that crave should trigger your knowing,

Your existence should always charitable act our suffering

 You should not at any time leave the scene unanswered.

 You should never lament our sufferings uncovered.

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